It’s alright to tell me
What you think about me I won’t try to argue Or hold it against youI know that you’re leaving
You must have your reasons The season is calling Your pictures are falling downThe steps that I retrace
The sad look on your face The timing and structure Did you hear he fucked her?A day late, a buck short
I’m writing the report On losing and failing When I move, I’m flailing nowAnd it’s happened once again
I’ll turn to a friend Someone that understands And sees through the master plan But everybody’s gone And I’ve been here for too long To face this on my own Well, I guess this is growing up Well, I guess this is growing upAnd maybe I’ll see you
At a movie sneak preview You’ll show up and walk by On the arm of that guyAnd I’ll smile and you’ll wave
We’ll pretend it’s okay This charade, it won’t last When he’s gone, I won’t come backAnd it’ll happen once again
You’ll turn to a friend Someone that understands And sees through the master plan But everybody’s gone And you’ve been here for too long To face this on your own Well, I guess this is growing upWell, I guess this is growing up
Well, I guess this is growing up Well, I guess this is growing up Well, I guess this is growing up Well, I guess this is growing up